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Few forces have proved as powerful at tempering A.I. use as public shaming has. Now Anthropic is making it even easier to determine if text was generated by Claude.

On their "The R&B Tour," Usher and Chris Brown reignite debates about the future of the genre, over three hours of disjointed performance.

In David Robert Mitchell's film, starring Anne Hathaway and Ewan McGregor, a family is endangered not only by dinosaurs but also by the director's penchant for Spielbergian nostalgia.

A moment of stillness.

What a nineteenth-century uproar reveals about our zeal for public shaming--and the truths that get trampled along the way.

The irreverent comedy is the longest-running sitcom in history, yet has won no major awards. What gives?

The chain is attempting a wholesome revival. Will it work?

Short reviews of recent releases.

The Grammy-winning artist on coming out as nonbinary, writing requited love songs for the first time, and why their new album, "Hazel Eyes," is their most personal yet.

Ella Langley's chart-topping lament is about what everyone wants to do in mid-August: give in and let go.